Zhou Qiao swept his grandfather's grave, cleaned up the surrounding weeds, and returned home. The orphanage was a little empty and lonely.

He grew up in such an environment and was used to loneliness.

It is difficult for a corpse-removal artist to receive a few big orders in a year, and he only has enough food and clothing. When he is not removing corpses, Zhou Qiao relies on the charity center to make a living. If there is a funeral nearby, and people around him cannot afford to hire a Taoist priest, they will

Ask him to help, and you can earn some hard money every time.

Occasionally, he would go up the mountain to hunt pheasants, rabbits, snakes, etc. to improve his food. Although people in the village did not want to come into contact with him, they would secretly send some fruits, vegetables, and rice to him in front of the charity house when they saw that he was living alone. Over time, Zhou Qiao became very fond of him.

The people in the village are no longer rejecting it, but are actually grateful, because the food they eat is actually grown or bought by themselves.

The village is not rich but poor. It is too remote and the road out is winding and bumpy. It was quite popular when I was a child. But when I grow up, most of the young people in the village have gone out, leaving only some middle-aged and elderly people and lonely elderly people.

Very few people who go out come back.

Zhou Qiao spent more than half a month like this, and his daily life was very simple.

Apart from eating and sleeping, I just read and draw symbols.

That evening, Zhou Qiao was sitting on a chair in the charity hall, eating chicken, drinking tea, and admiring the bright moonlight.

I heard a knock on the door of the charity hall.

"Dong dong! Dong dong dong dong" There was a rapid knock on the door, as if there was something important.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk! Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk" The knocks on the door became more and more urgent, and Zhou Qiao frowned.

"Who is it..."

"Boy Zhou, are you at home? I'm Grandpa Cheng. I have something urgent to do with you. Please open the door for me quickly." His voice was old and anxious.

Zhou Qiao quickly put down the chicken bones in his hand and walked to the yard and opened the door:

"Ouch... Slow down, Grandpa Cheng, what's the matter? What's going on? I'm sorry to have you come all the way here late at night. If anything happens, can you just send someone to call me over?"

Zhou Qiao welcomed the trembling Grandpa Cheng into the house, closed the door, helped him sit down on a wooden chair, and quickly poured him a cup of tea.

Speaking of Grandpa Cheng, it can be said that he is the person I respect the most besides my own grandfather. Grandpa Cheng is already ninety-seven years old this year. He has gone through many hardships in his life. He served as a soldier in his early years, fought against Japanese invaders, and participated in famous events in history.

The Battle of Changsha and the Battle of Xiangxi.

According to Grandpa Cheng, the brutality of the war at that time was unimaginable. The Japanese planes and artillery bombed continuously. All the brothers in his battalion were killed. He was the only one who survived. His legs were blown up by the bombs dropped by the Japanese.

He only had one leg left and one of his eyes was damaged by the explosion, making him an old man with one leg and one eye.

Grandpa Cheng’s wife passed away two years ago and it was Zhou Qiao who presided over the burial. The relationship between the two old people was really good. They were appointed as matchmakers by their parents.

At that time, all marriages were for the purpose of carrying on the family line. Grandma Cheng became pregnant one month after the marriage. Not wanting the war to come, Grandpa Cheng went to the battlefield when his wife was pregnant. They left for ten years and there was no news for ten years.

Grandma Cheng just waited alone with her children without any regrets. When she finally returned, Grandpa Cheng had a broken leg and a missing eye. No matter how hard and difficult the life was, the two of them walked through it hand in hand.

, the relationship between the two is very deep. Grandpa Cheng’s son took his grandson to the north and rarely came back. Grandpa Cheng did not want to leave his wife or this land, so he did not follow his son to the north.

"Boy Zhou, Grandpa Cheng came here so late to ask for something. Please help me."

"Grandpa Cheng, please don't say that. You are an elder, how can I ask for help? If you have anything to do, just give me your instructions."

Zhou Qiao quickly asked the reason again

"Alas, something happened to my grandson." The old man told the story in a sad tone with tears in his eyes;

It turns out that Grandpa Cheng’s grandson is studying in a university in the north. Not long ago, he made an appointment with some classmates to go to Thailand during the holiday. At that time, he had a quarrel with the tour group because he charged them arbitrary money and took them to sightseeing spots. Unexpectedly,

Two days after returning from Thailand, I discovered that my breathing was abnormal, nosebleeds, nightmares, and the color of my skin had changed.

Later, it got worse and worse. I went to countless so-called experts but couldn't cure it. Later, someone pointed out that it was a Thai "head-lowering technique", but that person couldn't understand it. It was Grandpa Cheng's grandson who realized what was going on.

, Grandpa Cheng’s son hid the truth from Grandpa Cheng at first. Later, when he saw that his son was about to die, he thought of finding someone to inform Grandpa Cheng to see his grandson for the last time.

When Grandpa Cheng found out, he almost lost his temper and scolded his son for being stupid. After thinking about it for a while, he asked me for help.

Zhou Qiao thought to himself that Grandpa Cheng and Grandma Cheng had taken good care of him since he was a child. He had brought fruits and vegetables to him over the years. When his grandfather passed away, it was Grandpa Cheng who asked someone to help carry the coffin for the burial. She had to repay her kindness.

, and agreed to help.

Zhou Qiao asked Grandpa Cheng to go back and wait for the news with peace of mind. He would do his best. Grandpa Cheng originally wanted to go with Zhou Qiao, but Zhou Qiao was afraid that Grandpa Cheng's body would not be able to bear the long journey, so he planned to go and see the situation first.

After seeing off Grandpa Cheng that night, Zhou Qiao simply packed up his luggage and immediately left for the capital that night.

At dawn, I walked to the town and took the earliest bus to the county seat, and then took a bus from the county seat to the city.

It was already dark when Zhou Qiao arrived in the city. He walked all night on the mountain road and took a bus for a whole day. The whole process was miserable. Grandpa Cheng's son had already bought a ticket for him to fly to the north.

This was Zhou Qiao's first time entering the city. When he arrived at the airport, it was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Everything was new. Zhou Qiao was dressed very simply and carried a baggage on his back. An old-fashioned cowhide crossbody bag attracted attention.

Passers-by looked at him sideways from time to time, and some even laughed at him for being a country bumpkin.

Zhou Qiao didn't pay attention to these gossips. He found a seat at the airport and sat down. He checked the boarding time with a senior aircraft, and asked the airport staff to help with the check-in formalities. After half an hour, he started boarding.

During the security check, the crew member had a strange expression when he opened the bag for inspection. Inside, he saw a bunch of yellow charms, a string of beads, a wooden sign, some copper coins, half a bag of glutinous rice and only a peach wood sword. Zhou Qiao hung a bell on it.

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The plane slowly took off and left the ground. Zhou Qiao was very excited. He thought it would be spectacular to look at the ground from the sky, but in the end he saw white clouds and nothing else. After a while, he fainted from boredom.

He was about to fall asleep, but he didn't know he had arrived in the capital until the flight attendant woke him up. It felt like he had arrived in the capital so quickly that he hadn't slept for a while. Zhou Qiao put the package on his back and got off the plane.

Cold! Biting cold! Zhou Qiao was shivering from the cold. He wore a piece of clothing when he came here. He didn't expect the temperature difference between the two places to be so big. He quickly recited a protective spell and then his body warmed up. After waiting for a long time,

Hearing someone calling his name, he turned around and looked at Grandpa Cheng’s son, Uncle Cheng.

Uncle Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, held his hand and said gratefully.

"Boy Zhou, thank you for traveling all the way."

"Uncle Cheng, let's talk as we walk." Zhou Qiao and Uncle Cheng were walking behind a Volkswagen.

The car drove for a while, Zhou Qiao asked

"Uncle Cheng, how is your son?"

"Oh, you didn't mention it, but I forgot to tell you that I'm already in a coma. The doctor said the situation is very dangerous and not very optimistic. I'm worried." I asked Zhou Qiao how sure he was. He knew that Zhou Qiao was a carpenter.

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"Uncle Cheng, I can't guarantee it. After all, I don't know how to lower the head, and this kind of thing needs a reason to solve. What are your son's specific symptoms? We have to wait until he sees the patient to know, but don't be too cautious.

Worry, as long as I still have breath, I promise to do my best to save him. This is for Grandpa Cheng's sake."

"It's good wherever it is, it's good wherever it is. At least there is hope. To be honest, since my son entered the hospital, several critical illness notices have been issued. Your aunt has been crying all day long, and her eyes are swollen from crying."

"Uncle Cheng, don't be so pessimistic. Let's go see your son first.

After arriving at the hospital, Uncle Cheng's son had been admitted to the special care ward. Zhou Qiao looked at the man lying on the bed. He was about 20 years old and looked quite handsome. His eyes had vertical lines. His whole body was cold and his complexion was blue.
Chapter completed!